Jiayi rubbed her forehead, somewhat distracted.
When Huo Zhenyang saw her suddenly stop massaging her forehead, his expression darkened, and he reached out to pry her hand away, "What's wrong? Let me see." He clearly didn't use much force.
Just then, the door to the lounge creaked open.
Su Yan stood at the doorway, just catching sight of the two's slightly intimate actions, and paused in shock before regaining her composure, "I'm sorry, the door wasn't closed properly...it was ajar."
Jiayi stepped back several paces.
Huo Zhenyang's brow furrowed slightly, apparently very displeased at being disturbed. He restrained his tone, "What is it?"
"There's something I need to report to the Boss."
Huo Zhenyang saw the serious expression on Su Yan's face and knew it was an important matter. He glanced at the young woman beside him and regained a solemn tone, "You go out first."
